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Chapter 295 Death of Song Chengfeng

Ever since he falsely accused someone in public but was suppressed, Song Chengfeng has stayed at home and has claimed to be sick rather than attend court.

The eldest princess simply ignored Song Chengfeng's behavior and seemed not to care whether there was a prime minister in the court.

Song Chengfeng had thought that after a while the princess would suppress Song Changwei to give him a way out, and it would also be a way for him to teach this ignorant young man a lesson.

Who would have thought that after half a month, there was no movement from the eldest princess, and Song Changwei also attended court on time, so there was no impact at all.

Song Chengfeng couldn't sit still anymore. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. This was not a good thing.

Ever since the emperor's death, Song Chengfeng has not had much face in front of the eldest princess, and power has been slowly divided.

Ever since the eldest princess became friends with Song Qingwan, the eldest princess began to slowly give Song Chengfeng some power in the court for Song Qingwan's sake.

Song Chengfeng has always looked down on the eldest princess's ruling power. He even thinks that the eldest princess's ability to govern is not as good as his, and she is just of royal blood.

Therefore, he also wanted to give the eldest princess a warning this time. Song Chengfeng believed that it was reasonable and moral for the eldest princess to ask him to go back.

But now it seems that Song Chengfeng must have miscalculated this time.

"No, I have to go find Song Qingwan. After all, I am her father, and I can't just ignore her!"

Thinking of this, Song Chengfeng strode out of the study and prepared to take a carriage to Prince Huai's Mansion.

Just as he reached the gate of the mansion, Jiang Jingshu blocked his way and he waved his hand impatiently.

"Take Changqing back. I have something to go out for."

"Master, do you want to ask Wan'er for mercy?"

"What do you mean by pleading? What do you, a woman, know? I am her father! Even though there were many unpleasant things in the past, she has my blood in her body! Now that the Song family is in trouble, she should at least do her part!"

Song Chengfeng's words sounded so righteous that Jiang Jingshu couldn't help but laugh sarcastically.

"Are you talking about blood ties now? If you weren't just after profit, how could she, a girl, be forced to that extent? Where were you when Prince Huai's mansion was massacred? Where were you when Wan'er was pregnant and had no way out?"

"What? Didn't you have any responsibility when the Pang mother and daughter divorced and left the mansion? If you hadn't seduced me to marry into the prime minister's mansion, it wouldn't have happened..."

"Master, have you forgotten? When you couldn't even afford to eat in Songjia Village, who supported you to study? Who raised money for you to go to Beijing for the exam? If you had made such a promise to me, why would I be so obsessed with it?"

"Bewitched? Jiang Jingshu, I didn't expect that our love for each other for so many years would be regarded as bewitched by a ghost in your eyes..."

"Hahaha..." Jiang Jingshu suddenly laughed. She looked at the man in front of her with sad eyes, and suddenly tears burst out.

At this time, Chang Qing, who had been standing timidly behind Jiang Jingshu, seemed to notice something unusual between his parents. He opened his mouth and burst into tears.

The crying stimulated Jiang Jingshu even more. She stopped crying, squatted down, hugged her son tightly in her arms, and muttered to herself with her lips trembling.

"It's my fault. I didn't teach your sister well and I didn't take good care of you. You are the one I feel most sorry for in my life..."

Jiang Jingshu now deeply regretted her stupidity. She hated herself for being indecisive and not breaking up with Song Yunshuang in time.

If Changqing was a normal child, with a sister like Song Qingwan, he would have lived a good life even without her and Song Chengfeng.

But Changqing's IQ has not changed and remains at the level of a three-year-old. Even if Song Qingwan is more capable, she cannot protect him for his entire life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingshu couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears.

However, Song Chengfeng was very annoyed. He wanted to bypass Jiang Jingshu's house, but was suddenly grabbed by Jiang Jingshu's clothes.

Song Chengfeng kicked Jiang Jingshu on the shoulder and knocked her to the ground.

Song Changqing, who was held in Jiang Jingshu's arms, also fell to the ground. Changqing, who had just stopped crying, started crying again out of fear.

"I'm telling you! If it weren't for me, you would have to live in Song Village all your life. How could you have such a luxurious life? What else are you not satisfied with?"

"So, I should thank you, right?"

"Humph! It's good that you know it! Although you gave me two children, neither of them has a promising future!

Now Changqing has become like this, don’t you have any responsibility at all?

I have been very kind to you by not leaving you and not divorcing you. Don't be ungrateful!"

"Song Chengfeng, you are such a heartless person!"

"Go back to your own yard! Don't interrupt my work!"

Song Chengfeng's tone was more blunt than ever before. He almost cursed Jiang Jingshu, venting all his dissatisfaction over the years on Jiang Jingshu.

Jiang Jingshu stopped crying. She wiped her tears and stood up calmly. The look in her eyes when she looked at Song Chengfeng became cold.

"From today on, I won't delay you any longer. There's no chance anymore, Song Chengfeng..."

"You...what do you mean?"

Song Chengfeng suddenly felt that Jiang Jingshu was a little strange at this moment, as if she had made some kind of decision, which made Song Chengfeng feel a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Jingshu suddenly approached Song Chengfeng and whispered in his ear.

"Haven't you always been curious about where Changbai went?"

"You know? He's not really dead, is he?"

Song Chengfeng suddenly became excited. He grabbed Jiang Jingshu's shoulders tightly and began to shake her.

Jiang Jingshu coldly pried off Song Chengfeng's fingers one by one, chuckled and spoke word by word.

"Song Changbai is now the emperor of Southern Xinjiang, and your Qiu Rong is the empress dowager of Southern Xinjiang. Even Xia Zhu, whom you have always looked down upon, has been posthumously named empress dowager...hahaha..."

"This is impossible, you are lying, how is this possible!" Song Chengfeng took a step back, his eyes full of disbelief.

He did suspect that Song Changbai was still alive in this world, but how could that child become the emperor of Southern Xinjiang?

Suddenly, Song Chengfeng remembered that last year Song Qingwan and Zhao Huaijin had killed Zhao Yuanshen in southern Xinjiang and retrieved the mother insect that could cure the poison for the late emperor...

"It's Song Qingwan, right? It's that bastard's fault again!"

“You guessed it, it’s the eldest lady.

She personally supported her younger brother to become the emperor of southern Xinjiang and the ruler of a country.

And you, even though you are the Prime Minister of the Great Saint Dynasty, can't do anything, Song Chengfeng, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Looking at Song Chengfeng who was almost driven crazy by the stimulation, Jiang Jingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of pleasure of revenge appeared on her face.

Why? As a child of the Song family, Changbai was able to gain the support of his eldest sister and sit on the highest peak of power.

And his son has fallen to this state, and can only be treated as a three-year-old child for the rest of his life, unable to even take care of himself... All this is caused by Song Chengfeng!

If Jiang Jingshu had said it before, she would still have hated Song Qingwan, but after going through so many things, she had already seen through it.

If Song Chengfeng had not plotted against Pang's mother and daughter, but instead focused on the education of his own children, then Song Yunshuang would not have gone astray, and their son Changqing would not have been harmed like this by his own sister!

The root of all these evils is Song Chengfeng, the man she has loved all her life!

Song Chengfeng squatted on the ground holding his head in annoyance, stomping his feet on the ground and still cursing.

"What a scoundrel! He didn't even say a word about such a big thing!

Song Changbai is my son, Song Chengfeng! He became the emperor of Southern Xinjiang, so my Song family is naturally a royal family... No! I, Song Chengfeng, should be honored as the emperor!"

"Don't dream! Do you think Changbai will still recognize you now?"

"It's not his call! He is my son, so he should listen to me!"

Song Chengfeng stood up like a madman and ran towards the gate, as if he wanted to rush to southern Xinjiang immediately to tell Song Changbai his identity.

However, before Song Chengfeng took a few steps, a dagger pierced through his back.

Song Chengfeng felt a chill on his chest. He couldn't help but stop and looked at Jiang Jingshu in shock, who looked calm.

"You...you want to kill me?"

"Don't you deserve to die? Song Chengfeng, a scum like you shouldn't be alive in this world any longer!"